Mysteries of Golarion
Mountain's Fang's Meditations
Arrival in Sandpoint:
Roars with Thunder and I arrived in Sandpoint as a festival was being celebrated. A Swallowtail festival… a festival in the name of the butterflies leading the exodus in my dream all those weeks ago. Is this an omen? The townfolk seemed welcoming enough, but there’s a Shoanti sheriff here (why would he live in a stationary place like this) and I noticed him frowning and my cousin and I. In the evening, the village was invaded by goblins, but we helped to fight them off. There was an outlander shouting orders at us like we were untrained children, and he appears to be accompanied by a pale Shoanti shaman.
Memories of the journey to Sandpoint: An Unexpected Turn